Testing

Bruce frowned in his chair, watching the numerous screens overflowing with data. Scarlet was a magician, that he knew. Her power levels certainly have been increasing since her last test, her libido was incredibly high and well...she was very sexually active. Besides these things it was hard for him to tell anything might be amiss, hell if he didn't see what he did at the warehouse he could look at these results and assume they were perfectly natural of a young woman. But a great detective doesn't just observe 'what is' but also 'what isn't'. First her inhibitions any natural source of them had been completely blown, no wonder she was flirting without a care of how her career could be affected. However she mentioned she was not ever the focus of the individual. Stardust wasn't so lucky. Normally the student or sidekick would be the brash one to receive consequences and although Stardust was empathetic and a bit more soft than the average hero to civilians, she was a very careful and calculated woman. Images flashed of her sucking a giant dick with wild abandon. Well, she used to be.

So that left the only hint for Bruce to follow. Why was Scarlet out of focus from a new threat the entire time, even when her mentor and occasional secret lover was in danger? He turned to the unconscious hero in a giant tubular cell, she had to have known. The event at the bank...Bruce quickly began typing and shook his head, he was so foolish! There was a massive spike in reports of public indecency, not just at the bank. Stingray's only notable connection was working on a formula that would give anybody superpowers. The spike began shortly after the news covered his latest lab shutdown from both Scarlet and Stardust. There was enough here to speculate, but he needed some solid answers if he was to protect his friends and in doing so, the world.

Scarlet groaned, slowly coming to inside a strange glass cell. Sitting nearby was the intimidating hero, "I thought this was a team up."

Batman crossed his arms and got out of his chair, "So did I. But you seem to be withholding information I need to keep the people of this city safe. You knew that man before tonight, that was how you knew to keep hidden or at least out of sight. The event at the bank was from the same man, and because you knew it was him when I called, you were anxious to help cover his mess. The question I have is why protect a criminal? He is much more of a threat then you realize."

The mage rose to her feet and sighed, "No, I realize exactly what he is. And was. He's a good guy. I accidentally brought him into this and I was too busy trying to protect him from judgmental eyes I left him venerable to Stingray. We lied about his formula not working, we weren't sure what else to say. At best it would enhance something an individual already had, reflexes, physical power, etc. But he...he's surrounded by untouchable attractive women who have power and he felt left behind and alone. What you saw today wasn't him, trust me. I stopped the machine pumping more of that stuff into him."

"Which fed more into the feeling of being left behind and alone, making him even more irresistible and powerful." Bruce nodded. "You've been affected but you act close to normal. Why."

Scarlet shrugged, "We used his power on me before. It might take more effort to 're-use' it. Maybe I built up some resistance. I don't know, Batman. All I know is if we don't do something soon he's going to get flattened by one of your big name friends."

The man in black turned away and walked back to his supercomputer, "I will contact Zatanna and Fate immediately. Tomorrow first thing the League will be having an emergency meeting and you can go in front of them and tell them everything."

"And if I don't?" the woman asked, venom dripping from her tongue, "That man is my friend. He is a good guy. Why in the hell would I tell the entire Justice League about him so they can beat him to a pulp. I see your method of crime prevention."

"Because if you aren't there saying what you said to me then they won't see him like you do."

Diana stumbled down the hallway of the Watchtower. Fuck....she needed to fuck. NO! She needed to warn someone, get right down on her knees and beg for them to listen. Stick her ass out and look up at them, eye level with their crotch. Then they'd listen to her! They had to listen to her! Instinctively reaching for her lasso she realized she dropped it back at the warehouse! Walking again she both loved and loathed how her new hips sensually rolled with every step, sashaying her ass pushing through her too small uniform. Images of her lesbian encounters back home flashed through her mind and her body grew warm, the Amazonian Princess let out a moan. If she didn't tell someone fast she would end up fucking the first person she saw!

"Diana? What the hell happened to you?" a familiar female voice called from behind. Turning her head she saw a young blonde teen wearing a micro blue skirt and a white crop top with a large S on the front. God Supergirl was so hot, Diana felt a small squirt of her pussy juice moisten her uniform. Hell she was sure by now there was a dark spot on the crotch of it. Pulling herself around Supergirl blushed and covered her mouth.

The Amazonian pushed out her hip and smiled, "Like the new look?" She eyed the young woman down, "Looks like you do."

The blonde's eyes widened, "It wasn't done to you? You did this? I mean...you look...a bit over the top...but it's a look for sure."

Diana looked the woman over with the smug look of a cat playing with its prey. Approaching the warrior was fast and grabbed the Kryptonian's shoulders and threw her against the wall, a large dent now let the young hero sit in the wall. Hungry and seeing what she needed the dark haired woman made a snap like motion, easily breaking the girl's panties apart and hiked up Supergirl's micro skirt. The blonde looked stunned, confused then almost scared. At least until the masterful woman bent down between her legs and a heavenly sensation brought her to paradise.

"Ohhh Diana....ohhh fuck!" The teen instinctively wrapped her thighs around the woman's head. "Where'd you OAAHHGHHOHH! Learn to do that? Shit! Kal-el is so lucky! Mooooreeee....YYYYEESSS! Mhmm right there! Right FUCKING there! God I'm gonna cum all over Wonder Woman's face! Fuck! Heerrreee it....AIIIIIGHHHH!" Within moments the Princess was gifted Kryptonian juices spraying her face but the woman didn't slow down, in fact she only felt hungrier. Supergirl was young, she was still fairly inexperienced, and because of that she would be easy. Diana since the warehouse finally felt right, she was a warrior, a conqueror. She was going to claim Kara for herself! Smiling the Amazonian doubled her efforts, grasping the pert firm ass cheeks and pressing her harder against the wall. A partner who could take punishment. It took even less time that time to bring her partner to another orgasm and smiled feeling the blonde's legs twitching around her shoulders.

Suddenly withdrawing her support under the blonde, Supergirl dropped forcefully to the ground, catching herself on her knees. Confused she looked up at Diana and god did that just look right. In response Wonder Woman dropped her uniform, completely naked in the hallway and stood, inches from Kara's face. "You like this new body?"

"Ohhh fuck yeah! It's so hot!" the teen moaned. "You look so powerful, like a fertility goddess!"

She smiled at the answer, "And you like when I eat your slutty little pussy?"

The girl squirmed and blushed but never lost eye contact, "Mhmmm...that was amazing. Anytime you say the word and I'll spread my legs, Princess."

Not good enough. She needed to break the blonde into servitude. Grasping the straight beautiful hair Kara was pressed against the standing woman's crotch and obediently the Kryptonian returned the favor. There was a nagging feeling as if Diana needed to do something but all she could recall was desperately needing to fuck and seducing her former fling's cousin. Shrugging she focused on the task at hand, looking down at her hopeful new pet.